Driving home from work, my head is spinning. Or, more accurately, throbbing. There's lots of pressure, people to please, and stress about how everything's going to get accomplished during my jam-packed part-time hours. Running a preschool is demanding, but it's the demands I make on myself that seem to hurt the most.
While I was stressing, er, unwinding, on the drive home today, my mind wandered to what it might be like if I worked in a corporate setting...and I immediately felt myself cringe. I remember all too well what it was like to work for the County, with all the strict parameters, red tape, legal-ease, and hoops to jump through. Even the thought of it brought me right back down to Earth.
Despite the difficult days, I am one of the lucky few with a dream job. I am ever grateful for the flexibility and autonomy that I have working at a small non-profit. I feel supported and respected by my colleagues. And I am infinitely grateful that if I have to be away from my son, it's for a cause I truly believe in.
There you have it - my first thankful heart Thursday.